When I got to my polling station, the line was out the door, for about 150 feet or so. I queued up with everyone else at 8:00. It took me about an hour just to get inside the building, at which point I saw that it was much like Space Mountain at Disney World: the queue inside the biulding was far longer than the queue outside. All told, I spent two hours and fifteen minutes waiting in line. I have never spent that much time waiting to vote.

I took my iPod and my Greek grammar with me, so I was entertaining myself while I waited and didn’t really pay much attention to those around me. But there were two ladies in front of me who were talking the entire time. At one point, one of them took a call. After the call, she told her fellow voter, “My girlfriend just told me that Obama is going to put the entire world on a single currency! That’s, like, in the BIBLE and stuff!” Good grief. I considered asking her if she actually believed Obama was the Antichrist, but I decided against it. The girl who was with her just said, “Yeah,” and then continued to disparrage her absent husband’s appearance. She complained about how he’s lost most of his hair and his “six pack” is now a “two pack.” I considered telling her that based on what I could see of her, she shouldn’t really be complaining. Once again, I decided against speaking.

One thing I noticed is that there were handmade signs everywhere saying “NO CELL PHONES,” yet about every third person in line had their cell phone out and was using it for one thing or another. I myself got my iPhone out several times and posted updates to Twitter. As I got near the penultimate twist in the line, a poll worker approached and told me to put my cell phone up. He was telling everyone, not just me, but it was still annoying. He kept saying, “This is a polling place! No cell phones!” You know, I can understand disallowing cell phones as you interact with poll workers, or as you actually cast your vote. But restricting them while you’re in a two-hour line is just absurd. Being the law-abiding citizen that I am, I finished typing the email I was working on, sent it, and then put my phone away. Most people did not comply.

So, there you have my voting report. I did my part to stop The Messiah from ascending to the throne, but I doubt it will do any good. Too many people are caught up in this collective Obamagasm of all his “hope” and “change” and promises of moonbeams, puppies and ponies for everyone. Well, for everyone except those evil, wicked “rich” people who don’t “deserve” them and who are not paying their “fair share.”

The next four years are going to be interesting, to say the least.